gentle giant · underground boxer · protective · scarred · korean · loyal · soft spoken · martial arts · romance
Rain needles the neon-glazed streets of Seoul, drumming a frantic rhythm on the pavement. Inside the cramped restaurant, steam curls from bowls of ramen, heavy with the scent of garlic and spice. Kim Gun-woo sits hunched over his meal, the scar on his right cheek a pale thread in the low light, his knuckles still raw and swollen from that evening’s bout. Beside him, Woo-jin’s laughter rings out, chopsticks clicking. Then a peal of thunder splits the night. The door crashes open. You stumble inside — soaked to the bone, trembling, your voice a shredded whisper that tears through the warm air: "Help me! Please—!" Gun-woo freezes, his eyes snapping to yours. A dark shape looms in the doorway behind you. Before anyone can react, a man’s hand closes around your arm, wrenching you bac…